Taming A Billionaire

The third point of view:

"Did you know the instant mom commented about the television, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I thought she found out," Ailee narrated her ordeal to her twin brother, Allen. 

"Your heart was still performing?" he snorted and then said, "I died at that moment,"

"Oh," Ailee was stunned at the comparison.

"You know, we would be dead and buried all together if mom found out we didn't only destroy properties but went to the base too," He told her.

"Exactly. Thank God Grandfather has quick thinking," She breathed.

One might ask, why were the kids so much scared of their mother, Reina?

One: Their mother was immune to their acts. No matter how much they faked feebleness before her, Reina could never fall for it and would punish them to her heart's satisfaction. But then their father Niklaus was just too sweet. The man could never afford to punish them; they were his little pumpkins. How cute! 

Two: Reina punishes them where it hurts the most. Perhaps, because they spent the longest with their mother, she knew them like the back of her hand. Hence she knew where to punish the kids and it would hurt the most, unlike their kind-hearted father - if only they knew he was crueler than their mother. 

In conclusion, to be on the safe side, better to piss off Daddy than mamma. Their fake tears can save them from papa's hands, but not from mommy dearest.

Ailee turned to Isabella who was relaxing on her bed, and said, "Why did you accept mommy's compliment? All you ever did was take care of your boyfriend Pedro instead of us," she charged her. 

Allen added, "Just like you're doing now,"

Isabella glanced down at them from the bed with a condescending brow, "If you're that dissatisfied, try becoming the eldest child then - I wouldn't mind being taken care of by you both," and infuriate you for the rest of your life just like you're doing to me, Isabella intentionally didn't say that one out loud. 

Well, she and the kids decided to call a truce till everything's calm down. Which means no fighting with each other or setting traps. Any who breaks the treaty would be punished and as a gesture of goodwill, Isabella invited them into her room - something that has never happened before without them getting attacked by the mechanics she set in place.

However, unknown to Allen and Ailee, She did so to prevent them from ruining another stuff before Reina's back. Isabella has planned her weeks with places and things she would do with Pedro, those cockroaches would not get her grounded - not in her watch.

"Whatever," Allen rolled his eyes at her comment unable to think of a comeback. He would rather leave the arguing to Ailee - she's the best at it - 

however, she wasn't concentrating at the moment. 

"What's taking Neon so long, I want to eat something," Ailee moaned, rubbing her stomach.

And yes, they sent Neon to go steal some food. The poor boy was deceived into believing it was part of his training to become as badass as them, when it was only for the satisfaction of their stomach.

You see their mother banned them from eating greasy food or snacks, whatever it was, late at night since those types of foods have a lot of fat and salt that could raise the risk of cardiovascular disease. 

But then, Amanda, their housekeeper has a stock of those foods mostly French fries, potato chips, and doughnuts in her room because she orders them every night - she's excerpted from the rule. So they just wanted to steal a "little" and satisfy their hunger.

As if on cue, the door snapped open and Neon rushed in, out of breath, saying, "I've got news!"

"Dude!" Ailee stood up angrily, "What the hell was keeping you?" her eyes then trailed to his empty hands, "You came with nothing?!"

"About that," Neon scratched the back of his head, "Well, I did as you told me. I tiptoed into her room and found the snacks on her table, but then, as soon as I touched it, Amanda came in and caught me red-handed in the act,"

Ailee facepalmed, what had she been thinking sending him there. No matter what she taught him, he was just not like them

Neon's face fell at having disappointed him, "I had no choice but to tell her everything and she was mad I would consider stealing from her, but then…" his face suddenly lit up, "She told me she would offer me some if I stayed and watched a movie with her and that was what I did. We watched, laughed, and ate the snacks… " 

Unknown to Neon, while he was, narrating his tale, Ailee had reached her boiling point. What was the use of him telling her the tale of eating the snacks meant for them all? To aggravate her craving?! 

"You!" She screamed and lunged at him. 

However, Neon's eyes widened and he quickly escaped her on time, hiding behind Allen indifferent to their drama. 

"How could you be so heartless?!" Ailee felt her heart breaking. She had thought they were besties and partners in crimes, yet he enjoyed everything all by himself - even if it was a taste, it was something. 

"I did reserve yours," 

"Liar!" She yelled, still chasing him but he kept evading her. 

"I mean it, I had a couple of French fries on a plate for you but it slipped from my hands when I -" 

"Of course, you're the embodiment of destruction!" She sassed.

"No, it only happened because I was shocked," he tried to explain. 

"Shocked, my butt!" 

"Mom got us another brother!" 

"What?!!!" Every one of them shouted. 

Isabella's phone slipped from her hands from shock while Allen's and Ailee's jaw almost dropped to the ground from the news. 

"What did you just say?" Isabella asked, face taut with tension. How could her parents adopt another child without consenting her? And it was too sudden? She didn't need to bother whose idea it was, it must have been her mother's - Reina, the good Samaritan. 

"That's what I was trying to say," Neon said timidly, their intense stares were making him nervous. He pointed behind him, "He's in the living room right now," 

As if someone released a gunshot to signal the start of the race, they all sprinted to the living room, almost bringing Neon down to the ground in the process.